This middle-aged man was, of course, the Third Uncle Wei Xingbo had ntioned, Wei Zixing.
Within the entire Wei Family, he was the strongest Fist Master aside from the Family Head, ranked high at the eighth tier.
Across all of Lingjin City, he was considered a top-tier expert.
That was why Wei Xingbo had boasted earlier that once his Third Uncle arrived, their opponent couldn't escape even if he grew a pair of wings.
But now…
It wasn't a matter of the eighth tier anymore; even a tenth-tier expert would have to lie obediently on the ground.
Wei Xingbo hurriedly tried to stop Wei Zixing, but before he could get a word out, Wei Zixing continued, "Do you have any idea where you are? In Lingjin City, my Wei Family is the king!"
"You dare lay a hand on a mber of my Wei Family? Not even the Heavenly King himself could save you today!"
Arriving to witness such a scene, he naturally assud the man before him, Yang Hu, was Chen Yang. Still, not seeing Wei Shaoqiu made him frown.
Yang Hu imdiately laughed. "Claiming to be the king in front of ?"
"Not just in front of you—across the entirety of Lingjin City, my Wei Family is treated like royalty!" Wei Zixing declared haughtily, ignoring Wei Xingbo's frantic tugs. "Where is my nephew, Wei Shaoqiu? What have you done to him?"
"Third Uncle!"
After several ineffective tugs, Wei Xingbo suddenly shouted, "Stop talking! He… he's soone we cannot afford to offend!"
He was so terrified his heart felt like it was about to burst. What is he saying? It would be one thing to boast like this normally, but does he have any idea who he's talking to? Claiming to be a king in front of the Zhennan Prince… isn't that just asking to die?
"Xingbo, have you lost your mind? In Lingjin City, is there anyone my Wei Family can't afford to offend?" Wei Zixing smiled coldly. "You're just scared because he hit you, aren't you? Rest assured, I will get revenge for you a hundred, even a thousand tis over!"
As he spoke, he took a bold step forward, looking as if he was about to strike.
But Wei Xingbo, frightened out of his wits, quickly stopped him and roared, "Third Uncle, Chen Yang is the Zhennan Prince!"
"Hmm?" Wei Zixing frowned, then gave a cold smirk. "You're still too naive, boy. The Zhennan Prince is a figure like Shen Yang; how could he possibly appear here?"
This kid is so gullible, he must have been tricked.
Wei Xingbo said no more. He simply stuffed the marshal's seal into his uncle's hand. "Third Uncle, see for yourself!"
A cold smile remained on Wei Zixing's lips as he casually flipped the seal over.
Those nine blood-red characters were like a set of blood-soaked heavenly blades, piercing his skin and plunging deep into his heart.
The na 'Chen Yang' in the inscription, in particular, scrambled his thoughts into a complete ss.
This… this…
Wei Zixing began to tremble uncontrollably. He struggled to lift his head and stared at Yang Hu, his lips quivering. "You… you are the Zhennan Prince."
"It's the one inside!" Wei Xingbo quickly explained. "The one Shaoqiu offended."
Wei Zixing's knees slamd onto the ground. Raising the seal high with both hands, he stamred, "I… I am sorry!"
The Wei Family, the kings of Lingjin City? Yes, under normal circumstances, that was true. But with the Zhennan Prince himself having descended upon the city, what did the Wei Family amount to?
"Why apologize to ?" Yang Hu scoffed. "My Boss is inside. If you're going to kneel, you should be kneeling before him."
"Yes, yes, of course!" Wei Zixing didn't dare argue. He nodded frantically, still holding the seal high. "Sir, please take this marshal's seal."
Yang Hu took back the seal, a look of amusent on his face. "You two should go in together. I imagine your family's young master is getting impatient, wouldn't you say?"
「Inside the Qiaoxi Sea Restaurant.」
"Ah…" Wei Shaoqiu clutched his thigh, screaming in agony.
Even if he racked his brains, he couldn't fathom how Chen Yang had dared to lay a hand on him!
In an instant, the spacious restaurant hall fell deathly silent.
Pair after pair of eyes filled with sheer horror stared fixedly at Chen Yang, whose calm and contemptuous deanor was chilling.
That's Wei Shaoqiu, the Young Master of the Wei Family! This guy has so serious nerve!
Chen Yang leisurely picked up a cup of wine and gestured toward Wei Shaoqiu. "You were asking what I could possibly do to you?"
Wei Shaoqiu was speechless. The entire crowd was stunned into silence.
So arrogant. It's like no one else in the world matters to him.
To the side, Zheng Xiaoduo's cheeks were flushed, a mix of nervousness and excitent.
The nervousness, naturally, stemd from Wei Shaoqiu's imnse family background. Chen Yang had hurt him today, which could lead to enormous trouble.
And the excitent… She'd wanted to give Wei Shaoqiu a piece of her mind for a very long ti!
"Damn it!" Wei Shaoqiu roared, his eyes practically splitting with rage. "You dare lay a hand on ? You're finished! Just wait until my big brother gets here! I'll enjoy watching you die!"
Zheng Xiaoman quickly stood up. "Let's not eat anymore. We should leave imdiately."
While she was nervous, a part of her resented Chen Yang. It was satisfying, yes, but it was far too impulsive. He hadn't stopped to consider who he was provoking. Now that it had co to this, leaving was the only option. They'd have to figure out the consequences later.
However, Chen Yang showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he smiled. "No rush. We should at least finish the al."
Zheng Xiaoman was at a loss for words.
The onlookers around them could only roll their eyes in disbelief. What is wrong with this guy? How can he still have an appetite at a ti like this? Doesn't he realize that when Wei Shaoqiu's big brother arrives, soone could actually die?
"Besides," Chen Yang added with a grin, "he said his big brother would be here soon. We might as well wait for him." Waving for Zheng Xiaoman to sit, he picked up his rice bowl and began to eat.
He ate with such gusto that it made the food look incredibly delicious.
Zheng Xiaoman rolled her eyes, almost fainting in frustration. Does this man have any idea what he's doing?
The crowd around them began to laugh scornfully. It's normal for a young man to have so pride, but this is pure arrogance. To be so ignorant of the powers that be, to not even give the Wei Family a second thought… he must have a death wish.
This kind of person was like fireworks in the night sky: bright and dazzling, but fleeting, soon to turn into dust.
"Chen Yang!" Zheng Xiaoman, now frantic and beyond caring about appearances, yelled, "Please, listen to ! We have to leave now before it's too late!"
"It's already too late!" Wei Shaoqiu's face twisted into a grotesque grin as he saw Wei Xingbo and Wei Zixing enter through the door. "My big brother and my third uncle are here! Are you ready to die?"
It's over… At that mont, all the color drained from Zheng Xiaoman's face, and she stared, utterly lost.
"Big Brother! Third Uncle! That's him! Kill him for !" Wei Shaoqiu scread.
However, he was t only with the icy glares of Wei Xingbo and Wei Zixing.
"You disgrace! Shut your mouth!" Wei Zixing commanded coldly.
Wei Shaoqiu froze. What is happening?
Imdiately after, a shocking scene unfolded.
Wei Zixing and Wei Xingbo walked directly to Chen Yang and knelt, their expressions a mixture of reverence and terror.
Wei Shaoqiu was dumbfounded.
Zheng Xiaoman stared in disbelief.
The entire room fell into a stunned, absolute silence.
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